Monday, September 20, 2010

Tik Tok Board Doc

This month has been awesome.  I'm what is called board doc which means I run the labor and delivery board making sure everybody has been examined, monitors are placed and all of them are delivered.  It's been a blast but it's probably the most crazy experience of my entire life.  There is no time for sitting, or eating, or thinking.  In honor of board doc, I have re-written the words to a favorite pop song, Tik Tok by Kesha.  In medical school we used to have a show Doc Opera with a very similar feel to it, and I used to direct the band.  Since there's no Doc Opera in residency, I've spent my few minutes of free time re-crafting the song.  So here ya go!




Wake up in the morning feeling oh so S%ty
I got my glasses, I’m out the door, I’m lookin oh so gritty
Before I leave, brush my teeth and I pull my hair back
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back

I’m talking danskos on our toes toes
Scrubs instead of clothes, clothes
Blood all over ourselves, selves
Pulling out all the babies
Sewing up all the ladies
Trying to get a little bit messy

Don’t stop, make her pop
Nurse will you run my pit up high
Tonight, push it right
Till that baby sees the light
Tick tock on the clock
But the babies don’t stop, no-oh-oh no-oh-oh-oh

Don’t stop, make her pop
Turn the epidural up to high
Tonight, imma write
Notes til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the pager don’t stop, no-oh oh oh

Ain’t got no sense in the world but got plenty of fear
Ain’t got no food in my belly but nobody cares
Now the tasks are lining up, can I work any faster?
There are 8 million things I’m not sure I can master

I’m talking about everyone running around round
Feet never leave the ground ground
Gonna pit her if she’s moving too slow
Decels so she can’t no second miso-so
Can’t wait until she crowns crowns
Wait until she crowns crowns
Wait until she—

Don’t stop, make her pop
Nurse will you run my pit up high
Tonight, push it right
Till that baby sees the light
Tick tock on the clock
But the babies don’t stop, no-oh-oh no-oh-oh-oh

Don’t stop, make her pop
Turn the epidural up to high
Tonight, imma write
Notes til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the pager don’t stop, no-oh oh oh

I’m cramping up
I might break down
The heart, it pounds
FSE
With my hands in
I got it through
I think we’ll know
IUPC
Let’s build it up
Head come on down
We’re hoping for
Adequacy
With my hand in
With my hand in
Get your hand in

No the party don’t stop when I walk in

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